Chapter 75: Bloodline Hall

There was still time, so he started to stroll through the mansion. He didn’t go out, as the first important thing was the bloodline ceremony, and only then would he become a member of the great Bloodfield family.

He went to the backyard training space, which seemed newly built, and there he saw a few people. About four guys, and everyone was a bloodline awakener, and their aura was stronger than the bloodline he had seen in Flameheart City.

One of them was even a transformation-level expert. He had just arrived here for a day, and he met transformation realm experts who were like nothing but servants, whereas the transformation-level beings were elders and respected leaders in Flameheart City.

Seeing him, they quickly bowed to him.

"Good morning, young master."

"Hmm," he nodded and asked. "What are you guys doing here?"

The one who had reached the transformation level stepped forward and said respectfully.

"We are your personal attendants, Young Master. From now on, we will assist you with various matters, such as guiding you around places you are unfamiliar with, delivering messages, handling miscellaneous tasks, and even serving as sparring partners whenever you require them."

He paused before continuing.

"Some of the others assigned to you haven’t arrived yet. They should come once the Bloodline Ceremony begins."

Max nodded but was still shocked by the level of just servants. Most of them might actually be stronger than them, at least in the level of cultivation. The weakest had reached the peak of the Blood Awakening level and could break through to the transformation level next.

He should be considered in the early stage of the Blood Awakening realm. He was a bit pressured but also excited for the bloodline ceremony; only then could he truly begin his journey in this gruelling yet magical world.

He nodded, then glanced at the training ground. It seemed simple, but he saw some runic markings around it and immediately understood this training ground wasn’t simple.

Even the metallic puppet-looking dummies seemed to contain mysterious spiritual energy. He was sure they also weren’t simple. It could be said he was truly experiencing how much worse his conditions or other bloodline awakeners were compared to truly terrifying, powerful ancient clans.

Max continued strolling around the manor.

He didn’t leave the estate, however, preferring to wait until after the Bloodline Ceremony before venturing outside.

Eventually, the time arrived.

A majestic carriage pulled by several black, Pegasus-like horses stopped in front of his manor.

The creatures possessed enormous wings and an imposing appearance, making it immediately clear that they were extraordinary beasts rather than ordinary horses.

Their blood energy within them was also terrifyingly many times stronger than the second-order beast he fought. He took a deep breath and then finally entered the carriage.

The carriage from the interior was quite different, like he had entered a different space, as it was almost three times bigger than it appeared from the outside. He was shocked by this carriage’s extraordinariness.

He didn’t expect this carriage itself to be such a treasure. He couldn’t help thinking about how these things are created and whether they are created by spiritual awakers or by other bloodline awakers.

Inside the carriage, it was almost as big as a big room, with a table and chairs, a bottle of wine, and some exotic fruits. Everything was arranged neatly, giving the carriage an atmosphere of comfort and extravagance.

What surprised Max even more was how smoothly it moved. Despite moving, he couldn’t feel the slightest vibration.

If he hadn’t known that the carriage was moving, he might have assumed it was stationary.

His focus then shifted towards the exotic fruit as he could not control his curiosity and ate the crimson-coloured fruit.

The moment he took a bite, he immediately felt tremendous energy gush within his bloodstream. His blood seemed to boil, and the amount of blood within started to increase.

But the increase was many times more rapid than the time he spent sleeping in his room. It almost felt overwhelming, but this continued for a minute or two and then stopped.

Max slowly exhaled. He could clearly feel the difference within his body.

That single crimson fruit had provided him with an astonishing amount of energy. And this was merely a fruit casually placed on the table inside his carriage.

He couldn’t dream how rich the Bloodfield family is or how grand their foundation is, controlling and ruling the City of Blood for centuries.

There were still more fruits and wine, which might not be normal either, but he didn’t drink or eat them, as he needed to be at his best during the ceremony. So, he meditated and calmly adjusted his body and mind.

And after some time, the carriage finally stopped.

"Young master, we have arrived." A servant soldier’s voice awakened Max from his meditation. And he finally stepped outside the carriage.

The moment he emerged, he was greeted by the sight of a magnificent building resembling an enormous cathedral.

However, unlike the peaceful atmosphere one might expect from such a structure, this place radiated a dark and imposing aura.

There was something ancient and powerful about the building that made the surrounding atmosphere feel unusually heavy.

Max raised his head and studied it carefully. ’So this is the Bloodline Hall.’

Hundreds of soldiers stood in orderly lines around the entrance.

A long red carpet stretched between their ranks, leading directly towards the massive entrance of the building.

Every soldier stood perfectly still, their expressions solemn as they waited for the ceremony to begin.

Max took a deep breath.

He had finally arrived at the place where he would formally undergo the Bloodline Ceremony of the Bloodfield Family. And whatever awaited him inside, he was ready to face it.

With that in mind, he slowly walked through the red carpet and entered the Bloodline hall, where many were waiting for his appearance.

There seemed to be an invisible space that seemed to separate the Bloodline hall from the outside world, and the moment he stepped in, it appeared that everything around him changed, and he appeared in the Collasal hall, where, if not ten thousand but at least a thousand, were sitting.